i roll down the window
to welcome another fresh breath of
autumn winds.
it's hard to grasp, that summer
is passing, only wisps of it still lingering,
waiting for rainstorms to rush in and fill
the empty space
they leave behind.
{ i miss the star-spangled roof }
to the clanging of noisy pans and pots
and dinner china
we'll sing of lost sun-rays
and lost times
even as we lost even more.
bursts of voices like drums, snapping us
back to reality.
walks up a sloping concrete sidewalk covered
with branches left behind by
the children of yesterday.
{ will you trip and fall }
not so long ago that was us,
though you wouldn't guess it
from now.
{ i miss the star-spangled roof }
come spend the last day up on this
fragile glass cover,
away from
tumbling walls and rumbling earths.
{ why build a roof when you've got the sky?
to shelter from rains and winds and snow.
i drink the rainwater. }
by a pond mirroring fallen star-wishes of yore,
i drink the rainwater.
